Yuri’s POV

The cries of the triplets echoed around me, blending with the familiar scents of the Silver Canine Pack. For a moment, it felt like I was home again.

"Hey there, sleepyhead. Come on, have some porridge," Elena said with a warm smile as a maid handed me a bowl. The simple gesture, the aroma of the food—it was all so nostalgic.

"Look who's here," Elena cooed, pushing the triplets closer in their stroller. Their cries softened as their curious eyes locked onto me.

They ...